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I can imagine a way of showing myself
Where the swoop and slide 
Of what is round about me
Is made more lovely
By the drape and the coverage and the layers
Of what is linear
Chin up walking like my form can 
Withstand any glance
I work for the intricately curated 
soft shape of breasts to waist 
Stomach ache from curating
So that maybe I could be coveted 
But when I hide it all in the outfits of my skater boy peers
I walk and sit and move like I know I could be loved